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Jubilation and merriment. My tweedies are now…finally, legal. The sweet news came in just in time…hours before sending a bunch of tweedies to shops around Scotland where they can now sit happily and confidently in the toy department (assuming there is such an area) with their CE mark proudly emblazoned upon their manila tag. The quest for CE (I like to pronounce it Que? as in Manuel from faulty towers) was not without it’s headaches. The first hurdle was simply finding a test

Gone but not forgotten My dear, dear babies. I could hardly bear to listen to the scientist as he talked me through, with far too much relish, the procedures inflicted upon my tweedie beasts. Stop reading now if you are of an at all sensitive disposition!! Seams pulled with a force of a small rhino via crocodile clips. Bunson burner held close to all parts for a while. Immersed in nasty solution to test for heavy metals. Eyes pulled with crocodile clips with a 9 kilo weight 

I’ve been trying earnestly to avoid this bum awful cold/flu. Most everyone on the island (apart from my kin) have succumbed in one way or another and I was feeling quite proud of myself in a “heal your body heal your life” kind of way. But alas, no amount of “I am free from all congestion and influence” affirmations could keep this humdinger at bay. It started with a bit of shivers, aches ( I suspected something was up when I just about fell asleep on a parcel at the post off